Chapter 373

Lu Mingfei didn't complain. He just felt very warm.

No matter what judgment they make, they all seem to care about themselves.

Elder martial brothers Lu and Chu are struggling to find evidence that their parents are living these days, but the more they check, the closer they will be to the cruel truth.

The senior brothers guessed that there was something wrong with their identity, but they were still willing to help themselves fight for that possibility and want to be happy.

Lu Mingfei slowly put his hand on his chest and felt the beating of his heart and the soft envelope.

Mom and Dad, President angre still asked senior brother Lu to take me into the college.

But please don't blame the headmaster. Your son doesn't regret entering the college at all.

I suffered a lot, but I also made a lot of friends.

I will work hard for the real S-class. As the last single seedling of the old road family, I will add a brilliant stroke to the genealogy.

So mom and Dad, please don't worry, I'm... Really good now.

"Brother, you have to make a decision quickly. Your elder martial brother Lu is OK, but others may not last that long. The violent dream spirits will become stronger and stronger."

Lu Mingze was transformed into a salesman model.

"I want to help you..."

Lu Mingfei said faintly.

"Then..."

Lu Mingze's words were interrupted before he finished.

"No deal. Anyway, it should be easy for you to do things here in Nibelungen. Can you give some small benefits last time?"

Lu Mingfei refers to the cheating code of "full open map". He wants to go to Lu Mingze's body.

Lu Mingze smiled. "My brother wants to solve it by himself? Gungnier can't pull it out by anyone."

Lu Mingfei's eyes were firm. "Do you know what elder martial brother Lu said that impressed me most?"

Lu Mingze sent the egg tart to the entrance and smiled, "your senior brother Lu said too much."

Lu Mingfei put on his mask, and the golden pupils were more dazzling. "Not everyone will pull me every time."

When I still have the ability, I will go by myself.

Senior brothers always help me. This time it's my turn... To help everyone.

Although Lu Mingze is a little disappointed that he can't trade, he is very pleased to see that his brother has become so firm now.

He looked like he couldn't help you and said with a smile, "then give your brother a free service, and the rest depends on yourself."

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The rubble splashed between the floors, and the figure of the boy was as fast as a ghost.

The dark knife light flashed out, "Norton"'s head was cut off by his knife, and the candle dragon voice that had just begun to sing was interrupted.

After landing, Lu Chen frowned, while Chu Tianjiao cleaned up the dead waiter in the street.

The object he has just fought is Mengling, Norton disguised by Mengling, but his strength has reached the level of the next generation.

Uncle Chu is right. With the distortion of dreams, the strength of these dream spirits will become stronger and stronger, and even slowly surpass themselves.

They don't have much time. They must find a way to break the game.

"Xiao Lu."

After cleaning up a group of dead waiters, Chu Tianjiao did not touch his blood. He is worthy of being the strongest of the previous generation. "The dream should be cut. We are in a certain area, and we can't meet everyone running around."

"We're trapped?"

Lu Chen was a little upset. He didn't expect to plant Nibelungen in a dream. The enemy didn't fight with himself at all. He cured himself of losing his temper with fancy power.

"Not necessarily. According to the analysis of elements, the dreams are merging again, and the originally separated will gather together, but in this process, the dream spirit will become more powerful."

Chu Tianjiao analyzed.

"That's good."

Lu Chen feels that Mengling can't be his opponent if he improves a few more waves, but the younger martial brothers and sisters are in danger. After meeting, he can block them all.

While talking, the blue moon in the sky twisted into β In this process, the virtual shadow of a giant dragon is gradually solidified, which is a new dream spirit.

The power fluctuation from above is not the same level as Norton before. It is Constantine in the dream.

"Constantine" roared in the sky, the sound waves roared in the whole space, and the spruce trees in the distance trembled and fell.

Lu Chenzheng felt that there was an invisible will to die, cut from the back of Constantine.

Like a hot knife cutting cream, the extreme sharpness easily crossed the dragon's body and continued to the roof behind Lu Chen, cutting the building into two halves.

Lu Chen looked down the long street to the end. There was a red haired girl in a windbreaker, holding up the cloud sword in the sky, with her lips closed. It was obvious that Yanling had just finished singing.

Young girls run on the long street, as if at a speed, and finally meet at the middle line.

"Godzilla, are you okay?"

The mental state of painted pear clothes was very stable, and she even had the mood to care about Lu Chen. When she saw that the clothes on the boy were not damaged, she was relieved.

Lu Chen touched the top of the painted pear clothes and said with a smile, "I'm relieved to see that the painted pear clothes are all right."

According to the strength of Mengling, we can't attack as strong as the trial just now. It's difficult to disguise as painting pear clothes.

And somehow, when I saw the girl in front of me, I could be completely sure that she was a real person.

Painted pear clothes were not questioned. It was Godzilla she was familiar with.

"Two students, although I know you are very happy to meet again, after the fusion of dreams, the enemies behind will be more and more difficult to deal with."

After Chu Tianjiao came, he poured a basin of cold water. He looked at the sky behind him, and a new dream spirit appeared.

The simulated objects are strange, not only the dragon family, but even fictional characters in animation.

"No harm."

Lu Chen holds the hand of painting pear clothes. As long as they are together, they are invincible.

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"Younger martial sister, please prove your identity."

Chu Zihang looked at Xia MI in front of him with an expressionless face, and stood beside him the same cold zero.

Xia Mi looked at Chu Zihang and felt that she didn't have to ask. It must be herself!

I don't know when we meet. First care

"Xia MI, twenty-eight plus one, stealing chickens to win on the day of freedom, huh..."

Xia Mi thought for a while and looked at Chu Zihang with a funny smile. "He took care of his senior brother for a month. The first thing he did when he woke up was to play..."

Chu Zihang raised his hand, "well, younger martial sister, you are true."

Chu Zihang's skin is not so thick. Zero is still nearby. How can he publish the black history?

"Convergence is a good thing, but we seem to be in trouble."

Zero reminded that a new dream spirit appeared in the sky, stronger than before.

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Lu Mingfei walked along the path, with a group of black ups and downs and dead leaves flying.

He looked at the abandoned grand church in front of him. He finally came to the place where he had come in his dream... The real and deepest place of Nibelungen.

He stepped into the church, through one door after another.

In the deepest part of the church, he saw the pale boy nailed to the cross with a golden spear. He looked like a crucified Jesus. He seemed dead and sleeping for thousands of years.

And Lu Ming he as like as two peas, is he at the moment he was crucified?

In the boy's body, there is a mature soul, but he is a good brother in front of himself.

The chairs in the church were full of people at this time. They were all people in the safe haven. Some Lu Ming had never seen them.

"Feifei, are you here to cut?"

Lu Lincheng stood up and asked, which surprised Lu Mingfei. Hasn't the fake father been broken up by Lu Mingze?

But after the little devil sent him here, he has disappeared. He has no one to ask. He can only think that it is the new "father" played by other dream spirits

Or maybe Odin can't accurately grasp the situation in Nibelungen. When Lu Mingze stopped talking to himself, he hid it from Odin. He doesn't know that he already knows the truth.

He was about to speak, but in a flash, he went back to the door of the church.

He took another step, but returned to his place.

Lu Mingze's body and ganganir are only 100 meters away from him, but he doesn't seem to be able to walk past.

"No, you're still here. You shouldn't have come here."

Giovanni stood beside Lu Mingfei and said in a warm voice.

"Mom..."

Lu Mingfei murmured that even if it is fake, the "mother" here is very good to herself.

"Do you want to draw a gun? But the gun can't be touched. You... Will die."

Giovanni had a worried look on her face.

Lu Mingfei smiled, "I've decided. Does mom know how to get there?"

When he asked this, he didn't hope, because anyway, the dream spirit here should not help himself.

"Remember what my mother said? If I have to leave, I can find a way to send you out. It's still time to turn back now."

Giovanni advised that the care on his face was not like fraud.

"What are you talking about? He must cut for the safety of the safe haven!"

The distant "Lulin city" spoke angrily, but he seemed unable to get through. The space in this church was extremely distorted, and every step would change to different places.

"Shut up, you don't care about your son!"

Giovanni turned back and said coldly.

Lu Mingfei was a little confused. He thought the dreamers would attack him.

"Can you leave Nibelungen now?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

Giovanni ignored the angry 'Lulin city', "yes, mom knows a way and can send you out."

Lu Mingfei was silent for two seconds. "Does mom know how to get to the end?"

Giovanni looked at Lu Mingfei for a long time and sighed, "mom knows."

"Please take me."

Lu Mingfei looked firm.

Giovanni patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder. He couldn't see the expression under Lu Mingfei's mask. He just sighed, "I've really grown up. A man has made a decision. Of course, my mother can't persuade you any more. My mother will take you."

Then she walked in front, "follow your mother."

Lu Mingfei kept up. Sure enough, he was no longer "transmitted" back to the entrance.

Along the way, people in the church were abusing him and Giovanni, saying that Lu Ming should finish cutting and saving the world, and calling Giovanni a traitor here.

"Lu Lincheng" sometimes uses harsh words and sometimes plays emotional cards, but Lu Ming is not unmoved.

He just wondered, this road seems to be true, mother is not a real mother, why should she help herself?

It was a straight line of 50 meters, but in fact, Giovanni took him around, sometimes through those row seats, and there were people in the safe haven.

They shuttled through the crowded crowd. Giovanni was afraid that Lu Mingfei would fall behind and held his hand.

When passing by a committee member, the old man yelled and scolded and got in the way.

Lu Mingfei took out a small Taidao from his waist, but before he started, he saw that Giovanni took out a large caliber colt from nowhere.

The middle-aged woman didn't talk much. She shot the old man and kicked him away. The heroic appearance between her eyebrows made people forget her age.

For a time, Lu Mingfei was in a trance. If his mother was really alive, would she be such a heroine?

On the way, the dome of the church also began to twist. Lu Mingfei looked up and saw several different worlds.

On one side of the world, senior brother Lu and senior sister Shangshan are working together against 'EGIL', on the other side of the world, senior brother finger and a beautiful sister he doesn't know are running desperately, and a floating white whale is chasing them.

In the last world, elder martial brother Chu, Xia MI and zero are together. The burning Jun flame lights up the whole space.

It turns out that everyone is fighting. Only you can come to this place.

He can see that this is not the first wave of enemies we should deal with. With the passage of time, Mengling will become stronger and stronger. Lu Mingze didn't deceive himself.

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Another wave of enemies disappeared under the burning of Jun Yan. Chu Zihang cut off the dead waiter who rushed to his side with a knife.

Zero sum Xia Mi stood behind him and didn't need a shot at all.

"Elder martial brother, do you want to have a rest?"

She didn't expect that she would be on the bench in such a battle one day.

"It doesn't cost much at present. If you are sure, you can clean up the dead waiters around you."

Chu Zihang refused zero's help. Mengling is getting stronger and stronger. Some are very dangerous. Zero is only good at melee. In terms of physique, it still belongs to the category of normal mixed race.

"Younger martial sister, you can use the pupil of the wind king to help me."

After arranging the zero, he turned and said to Xia MI.

Xia Mi's words and spirits are useful to him. He can attack enemies farther away. The wind helps the fire, and his power will increase.

"It's a little strange that there is no new dream spirit."

Zero observation around, before each time they beat the enemy, the next wave will soon appear.

But this time there was no dream spirit, but it was not reassuring. There was a faint sense of crisis.

"Elder martial brother, you should be ready."

Xia Mi suddenly said that she felt an unknown fluctuation in this space.

Nibelungen's violent walk was also unexpected. What surprised her more was that she couldn't open the door with her professional power, and even her brother couldn't be contacted.

They entered the dream in a state between virtual and real, and her power was limited and she could not open the door from the inside.

And this dream like ability is the field she is not good at. It's too complex. Don't say it. It's difficult to find the location of the dreamer at the moment.

Chu Zihang was preparing to answer, but he felt his heart suddenly clenched.

He turned his eyes slightly and looked at the left half air. A shadow was solidifying rapidly.

The wind and snow roared, and God stood in the sky. His horse had eight legs, covered with golden scales, rolling thunder in his throat, and lightning in his nostrils when he puffed.

God was wearing dark gold armor, wearing a blue cloak behind him and holding a withered spear. It was completely the divine costume in the mural, but his body was tightly wrapped by the shroud. The surface of the shroud was covered with blood red spells and looked like a Senluo ghost.

He wore a silver mask on his face, and the eyes and mouth of the mask radiated lava color.

The three people on the ground felt their hair explode. They didn't expect Odin to appear in front of them.

"No, it's fake, it's Mengling!"

Xia Mi reacted first, but his face was no better.

The dream spirit here seems to choose some powerful enemies in people's impression to manifest and defeat themselves with their "imagination".

And the three people here are all related to Odin!

Without hesitation, Chu Zihang directly opened three degrees of blood burst. The cyan scales appeared on his body surface, the muscles were slightly uplifted, the structure of bones was changing, and the strength poured into his body like a tide.

Straight sense told him that it was no longer the easy characters before, especially Odin had bowed on his horse, and the mythical gun of fate was ready to go.

The gas explosion sounded, and the burning fire burst into the sky. This is the largest imperial flame ever erupted by Chu Zihang. It is almost comparable to the power released by Norton in the bronze city. It seems that the fire dragon goes up against the sky, swallows the sky and devours the earth, and pours on the God.

But just then, in a short time, Chu Zihang and Odin's eyes under the mask looked at each other, and he felt his heart clenched.

He's locked!

The piercing sound of sonic boom ran through the sky. The fire dragon passed through Odin's position. God only disappeared, but he had thrown the gun!

From top to bottom, just like the laudatory name of the gun, it crossed like a meteor, cut through the torrent of flames, and pointed directly at Chu Zihang's heart!

Jun Yan, invalid.

Dodge, invalid.

Find shelter, invalid!

With the speed and power of the gun, Chu Zihang judged that it was impossible to block it with a knife.

Even if it is false, but in the dream, its power characteristic is true!

Power will not die until it hits the enemy.

In the state of three degrees of blood explosion, Chu Zihang could slightly see the track of the gun falling. He didn't expect that he would end up here.

Brother Lu helped me find my father. I still want to fight with brother Lu to the end.

I listened to my parents and was about to start a new life, but was it penetrated by the false gungnier?

I'm really... Unwilling.

Chu Zihang's jealous flesh beard has completely wrapped his right arm. He makes the final resistance to bet that the power of the fake gun is not so strong.

But the next moment, his eyes were wide open and his canthus were about to crack.

Because a figure stood in front of him, the girl looked back and smiled at the last moment. There were two separate columns of fire lights above. The strong wind brought by the upcoming long gun blew the girl's long black hair. The fire light reflected her God created flawless face, the illusion of beauty... It was like a dream.

But perfect things always seem to be broken.

"No!"

Chu Zihang stretched out his hand to pull it, but the spear had pierced into the girl's body.

He felt fragrant and soft in his arms. With irresistible impact, he was pushed to the building not far behind him.

The continuous roar sounded. When he finally stopped, he saw the situation in front of him through the blue moonlight in the dust of the ruins.

His hands trembled, he held Xia Mi tightly and looked at the long gun inserted in the girl's right chest. The scorched black crack spread outward from the tip of the gun and eroded the girl's whole body.

As the myth says, this is the gun of fate. Someone will fall after throwing it. You didn't die because someone blocked the gun and took your original destiny.

"Junior sister, junior sister!?"

Chu Zihang shouted loudly, and there was no calm in the past.